A/N: I own nothing I don't even think I own this message. I only own Christine and Casey. But really I am not making a profit from this so there is no real use of doing this message is there? Any way if you are one of the few people who read this message please review or else I'll forget to update.

Warning: This chapter deals with really tough issues. Like rape. It doesn't describe it. IT only mentions it. If you don't like do read thanks.

A little thing called

Chapter eight

A little thing called a question

Harry sat down his head was having an information over lode. First Sirius was a live. Remus had like to him time and time again. He need to tell Christine. But he couldn't. What would you say? 'Hi I found out about your past from the man who slammed a door in your faceand alsothe guy who facked his own death.'

"Harry are you Ok?" Remus asked before he sat down.

"Besides the fact that both of you have lied to me. Both of you! I had a son and I needed all the support I could get. Some kind of God father you are."

"Now I am a bad god father. I was meant to take care of Christine after her mum died. And well I didn't. Your not the only one who has suffered."

Harry shook his head and then he looked at Remus.

"So what are you going to do about Christine? She has a right to know about Sirius."

Sirius looked out the window and then looked back to his godson.

"She does have a right. But I have a right to keep it to myself."

Harry ran his fingers through his hair. Christine. Poor Christine.

"I've got to go."

"Harry don't be like that."

"No I have responsibilities and unlike you I see them through."

"George." Whispered Christine as she brushed his hair off her face. "George. Wake up."

He groaned and kept his eyes closed.

"Don't wake me up." He whispered as he pulled her down into his arms. "I am having the best dream ever. I had sex with the most amazing girl ever. Her name was Christine. And we went on for hours and hours and she screamed out my name over and over again."

Christine kissed him.

"But I guess you'll do."

"Get up. Breakfast is at seven o'clock. If you late you get the leftovers. And with Casey in the house there are no left overs."

"Ah true Weasley." 'And soon you'll be one as well.' He added mentally.

"What are you smiling for?" She asked as she got dressed.

"I just feel like I know you so well. Like I'm meant to be with you."

Christine sat at the end of the bed and smiled.

"I know what you mean." She replied smiling. "Now get dressed."

"Ok. Only cause Casey's here. When its just the two of us. NO CLOTHES! For both of us that is. We must have a naked Wednesday where you, meaning you, are not aloud to wear cloths. We shell call it nude Wednesday."

Christine shook her head and smiled.

"But the twist is, George, that it will be on a Friday."

"You never know."

"Put your cloths on."

George pulled on his boxers and a sports t-shirt.

"Can I go now?" He asked pouting like a little child wanting to go out side and play.

"One thing first." Christine sat next to him and slowly kissed his lips. "Come on."

"Ewwwww Lovers." Said Casey, who was sitting out side Christine's bedroom door, in a singsong voice.

"Hi James." Said George looking past Casey.

"James?" Casey quickly turned around and saw no one. "Ha Ha very funny."

"It was Casey. Very funny. Your much like your Uncle Ron."

She smiled like she always did when anyone said that she was like one of the Weasley's…well except Ginny that is.

"Mums not here. She's gone to get us some nice breakfast."

"Oh really. So I could have slept in."

"Oh shut up." Smiled Christine shacking her head.

"Yeah George. You broke her heart. You know you're the only person she's even forgiven."

George ruffled Casey's hair and walked into the kitchen.

"You thirsty?"

"George does James like me?"

"Ah I don't know."

"Why don't you know, George?" Teased Christine opening a bottle of Orange juice and waved it in front of his face to ask him if he wanted some.

"Oh yeah thanks."

Christine poured three equal glasses of juice.

Just then an owl flew into the room. It circled around Casey's head three times before dropping a letter in to her lap.

"Is it from James." Teased George.

Casey opened it and squealed.

"I GOT INTO HOGWARTS."

"Who got into Hogwarts?" Asked someone from the doorway.

"DAD…MUM…holding hands?"

A huge smile spread across her face as she saw her parents together.

"I got into Hogwarts."

"Who cares about that? I want food." George jumped over to his brother and grabbed the bags of freshly cooked bread.

"Mione before she goes I think you should give her the sex talk." Said Christine putting her two cents in.

Fred's face paled as he thought that his child, his little angel might be no longer a little angel…

They all sat around the breakfast table and talked. Casey couldn't get the smile off her face seeing her parents together.

There was a tap on the door.

Christine got up and walked over to the freshly painted door.

On the other side was Harry. He looked so tired and worn-out.

"Can I speak to you?"

She nodded.

"Alone."

Christine steeped out into the hallway.

George didn't like it one bit. His Christine alone with Harry Potter who had kissed her before, George wasn't normally a jalousie type. But Harry was the boy who lived, he was also a single father, and no matter what girl still thought that was so hot. He just hoped that Christine wasn't one of those girls.

"So Harry what did you want to talk to me about?" She asked as Harry slumped down on the stairs.

"I know." He said to her. "I know bits of your past."

"Oh. Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?"

"No ah…Sirius he's your God father right?"

"Yeah but I don't see where this has--"

"He's alive." Butted in Harry looking at her with sad eyes.

"What? How? What the fuck?"

"He didn't fall completely behind the death veil he jumped out at the last minute, so he could go looking for Wormtail."

"No offence Harry, but you've gone mad. I can take care of James and you can have a little holiday, in mental asylum."

Harry laughed.

"No he's very much alive. His living at your dad place."

This is when her 'wolf' like qualities started to show. Even though she wasn't a werewolf she did get angry very, very quickly and this anger made enabled her to do things that she normally wouldn't do.

"Once again." She muttered under her breath as her face turned red. "Once again."

She got up her fist clamped shut. Christine stormed back into the apartment and went straight into her room. After grabbing her wand she walked back into the Kitchen.

"George I'll see you later." And with that she Apparated to her 'fathers' house.

"Sit up straight boy. God doesn't your mother teach you manners?" Hissed the blond father.

"Sorry Father. Mother hasn't been around lately."

"That's right father, mother has been out and about. She really brings disgrace to the name wizard. She's with some muggle." Said a blond girl no older than thirteen as she looked at her twin brother.

"I am glad she never held the name Malfoy. It's ok, Karla. Your mother was nothing but a slut all though Hogwarts. And Rico your sister tells me that you have make Seeker. Congratulations."

"Thank you father."

Draco Malfoy. Hardly parent material, is he? But he was a good, not great father to his 'ligament' children as his own father put it. Cho Chang didn't pass seventh year first time around so she came back and did it again. On the way she also did Draco Malfoy a few times, which resulted in the 'Evil Twins.' As Gryffindor so kindly named them. Draco was going to do the noble thing and marry her, but it seemed when he was about to ask her for her hand in marriage he caught her in an act of love with…Crab. So Draco settled for a part time father. No one actually knew that the 'Evil Twins' where actually Draco Malfoy's. When asked the 'Evil Twins' would say that their father died and Draco, their 'uncle', takes care of them. It's the Malfoy way to save face.

Draco had a plan, a plan to hurt Hermione, as Ginny, his floozy, wanted so much. His son Rico was what you call charming. A bit like his father. He was going to get Casey. Either to be in Slytherin or as his own personal pleasure machine.

"YOU'RE A FUCKING PRICK! I HAVE NO BLOODY CLUE WHY MY MUM EVER LOVED YOU!" Shouted Christine as she swang the door open of Remus' house.

The bang of the door shutting echoed though out the house.

"Hi Christine." Squeaked Remus standing in front of her. "I 'spose that Harry told you."

She raised her and slapped him hard across the face leaving an imprint of her hand on his cheek.

"You are paretic. Never. Never in my life have I been disgraced that you were my father. Even when you bloody well slammed a door in my face, and when I found letters that my mum sent you and your responses, but now. But now you worthless piece of crap, I am. I hate you beyond words." She said in a cold hurtful voice.

"Come on that's a bit cold." Said Sirius from behind her. For the second time that day Sirius was punched in the face.

"And you. Where do I start? I trusted you. My mother trusted you and for 15 years I thought you were dead. Because of you my mother joined the order to get revenge. And you know what. She died because of it. You were the closest thing I've ever had to a father, seeing this one," she pointed at Remus, "this one doesn't even give me the decency of a birthday Card."

Sirius got up and looked at her.

"I'm sorry."

Christine rolled her eyes.

"Both of you at some time or another said that you loved my mum. But the truth is you don't. You don't love anyone but your selves." She looked at them with icy eyes. "What would Prongs say if he could see you now? You, Remus Lupin disowned your child. And you Sirius Black. You where meant to take care of Harry and me when my mum died and what did you do? You turned your back on us. And you say you're nothing like your parents."

She turned around angry and really upset. She stormed out of the house leaving them alone.

Alone.

With nothing but guilt.

Hermione started to worry about Christine, it was six hours since she last saw her. Harry had only said that she was going to sort out some unfinished business, God only knows what that means. Hermione had never seen her, Christine, so angry, you could practically see the steam coming from her ears.

"She'll be OK." Said Fred from the doorway of Hermione's bedroom. "George has gone looking for her."

Silent tears ran down her face.

Fred walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her.

"Don't cry." He said in a hushed voice. "Hermione cried then I cried Casey laughed. She's such a little trooper."

"When did you start watching the Simpsons?"

"Um…after you left."

She smiled.

"I cant wait to spend the rest of my life with you." He whispered into her ear.

"Fred." She moaned softly as she pulled him down on her bed. "I want to have a life with you, more than just the fact that your Casey's father.

"So do I."

"I was thinking…maybe…only if you want…I'm going back on everything I said about taking it slow…but would I like to live with you."

"Of cause. Now should I move in here or move out into my place?"

"Or." Said Hermione pressing her finger up against his lips. "We could buy a house together. And we could start thinking about having a bigger family."

Fred smiled. A huge smile. One of those smiles that take up most of your face.

"Yes. Yes. Yes. Um…YES!"

"What are you yessing about? Asked Casey as she jumped on the bed with her parents.

"We are going to buy a house together."

"Meaning your moving in together. Meaning that you'll have little brothers and sisters for me to teach to have an army of them."

"Yes. Right."

Casey screamed on the top of her lungs.

No one could take this away…or could they?

Molly Weasley smiled as George left the Borrow. Not because he was leaving, but because of where he was going. Molly was a romantic. A real big softy. A bit like Arthur, but Arthur wasn't hell bent on being a Grandfather.

"Arthur!" She called out.

"Yes love."

"I think everything is in place with those twins. George told me that Fred and Hermione are back together. You know what that means?"

"More Grandchildren?"

Molly nodded.

It was late the stars twinkled above Christine's head.

'I should really get home. They'll be worried. George would be worried. Oh I miss George. I cant believe they did that to me. If it wasn't bad enough my own father abandoning me when my mum died I have to deal with this. Why cant I have an easy life? Why cant I have a high school sweet heart that I end up marrying and having the two point five children with. But no. I cant even have children.'

Christine was sitting in a muggle park. Trees made a canopy over her head. She was sitting on a park bench watching the creek babble by. She had spent the whole day there. She knew no one should find her. She just wanted to be alone. To think. But she had done to much thinking. To many dry sobs. She wanted her mum.

'Why couldn't he have died instead of my mum. She was kind she told care of me. What has my so called father done for me. Lie!'

"Miss Madden, may I join you?" Christine looked up to the kind voice and saw a very old man with a long white beard. He was wearing maroon robes with silver stars on them.

"Sure."

He sat down and looked at her over his half moon glasses.

"When you mother was young, when ever she was upset she would sit by any lage body of water."

Christine looked up at him.

"Yes. Yes I knew your mother. I knew her very well. She liked to make trouble. She was a bit of a hell raiser. Once she shaved a Potions Professor hair off with a muggle raiser no spell could bring his hair back."

Christine smiled.

"I'm Albus Dumbledore."

"Oh Ok. Hermione always goes on about you."

Albus smiled and his eyes twinkled.

"Miss Madden." He said as if he was about to tell her something important. "There are reasons why things happen. Why your mother died, why your father lived. These questions people don't often know why but there is always a reason."

"I know why my father is alive." She said, Dumbledore gave her a questioning look, "He's there so I know not to make the same mistakes my mum did."

"What like falling in love? I'm sorry Miss Madden it's a bit late for you to stop that."

Christine blushed.

"George Weasley, he was a bit of a hell raiser as well." Christine smiled and looked back up at him. "But what about Mr Potter. You used to hate him didn't you? But you got over that pretty fast."

"I don't like him like that. He's more like—"

"A connection to your mother."

"I was going to say brother but what you said could also be true."

"Have faith." He whispered before he disappeared.

"Christine!" Shouted out a panicked voice.

"I'm over here." Christine called back.

George saw her and wrapped his strong arms around her.

"I was so scared." He muttered into her hair. "I thought you might have gone back to Australia."

"I'm not going anywhere." She whispered back. "What's this?" Christine reached into George's coat pocket and pulled out a felt box. George went pail as she opened it. There in the centre of the box was a diamond ring with a gold band incrusted onto the gold band was little diamonds.

She looked at George who was now knelling beside her.

"Christine from the first day I met you, after the shock of being hit by you worn off, I realised that I loved you and that I was meant to be with you for the rest of my life. I know we only know each other for a week. But my parents knew each other a day before he asked her to marry him. What I'm trying to say is that I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life waking up beside you falling asleep next to you. Christine Elizabeth Madden will you marry me?"

"Are you sure?" She asked looking at him then the ring.

He nodded.

Tears rolled down her face.

"Sorry I didn't know you would hate the idea that much."

"No I'm happy. Yes. I'll marry you."

"Really? This isn't a joke."

"No I love you, you fool. I want to marry you."

George's face broke out into a huge smile as he slipped the ring on her finger. He grabbed her and kissed her passionately.

Ohhhhhhhhh. I smiled so much writing this bit. I secretly wanted Harry to win the Poll. But I'm happy I got to write this. Ok the poll has ended. And I think we all know who got with whom.

Also I would like to thank those 102 reviews I'm so happy. Three numbers.

This is no way near the end. Ok. We have this whole thing about Draco's and Ginny's black mail. Two unexpected surprises. Harry will find a girl. Ron…well I was reading over what I had written and I realised that I hardly talk about Ron so he'll be in it a bit more. Remus will win Christine trust…But how? Um what else…Something to do with Draco's kids. And also Christine gets a job and finds out something sad about Ginny's past. I don't know if it would make us like her or not. But it is something SHOCKING!

Any way I was thinking when I finish this I might do one about Casey at Hogwarts. Would anyone read that if I did it? Of cause I would make it a couple of years in the future cause I really don't know how to write a thirteen-year-old person. Even though I was on once.

Please if anyone has any ideas PLEASE tell me. It took so long to write this.